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Oh hello. I am Ava and I am 17. Strawberries and Cream and novels are my favorite things.


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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I was really pissed off.

Because i really wanted to post this and yet dad was like: Okay.

then, later her said: " NO. go tidy up ur bedroom."
mum said: " Been out for a whole day rite? look at your room.."

WHAT? what's wrong with it?
i was kinda in a rush when i left the house so my makeup bag was left open on my bed.
my cupboard drawers had one of it opened.. some library books lying on the study table.
A stack of seventeen mag on my side drawer.

what's wrong?

then i moved everything back to where they should be in within a minute and asked for the com again. Dad was like: so fasT? i need to check.

So i rolled my eyes and said forget it.

okay, maybe i screamed a bit and banged my drawers.. zzz.. but i was really pissed cuz all i want was an hour or so online and what? first they agreed that after i wash the dished i can use...

okok... shant rant. this is getting no where.
what's more, me and dad just he hao.. so, yup, i still love him=)

well,
as i was saying, this few days i've been trying to write some story
but really, i started on paragraph and gave up.
maybe too long nvr write stories le ba, really got no ling gan.

so, i pick up my chinese library books to do some serious readings.
(those english one are erh.. not very useful)

then, icame across this short story..

(i translated it into english because couldnt be bother to type chinese)

" Long ago, there was an angel named ANGELATIN(it sounds like that in chinese apparently) who came upon our world due to his broken wing. A little girl whose eyes are clear as water, found him, saved him and nursed him back to normal again. As the angel was about to depart this world, he asked the little girl: " What wish do you have?"

The little girl didnt ponder for very long , smiled and said : " I wish i could marry you, angel."

Twenty years later, Angelatin decided to find this little girl who saved him and hence came down to earth again.

However, no matter how he search the little town, he couldnt find her. Then, a man on the streets pointed to a building and said to him : " You can find her there."

The man tricked him.

It was a brothel he pointed to and all Angelatin found was a prostitute named Sorita.
SOrita asked the angel to stay and he agreed.

After sometime, someone else told him that if he wanted to find the little girl, he could put up notices and pass out flyers so that by some luck, the girl may see it.

Writing notices and flyers requires pen but the angel knew nothing of the thing called "pen". Sorita then told him he could get a feather and dip the tip of the feather into ink and that would be his pen.

SO, deep into the night, the angel spread out his wings, bit his lips and pluck out a feather from his wings. It was painful, but he didnt mind. That night, he worte many flyers and notices.

However, the next morning, just as he wanted to write more notices, he realised his feather was gone.

Sorita then informed him that the feather was so beautiful she sold it and got 10 dollars in return.

The angel was angry but there was nothing he could do. Again, that night, he pluck another feather from his wings and continued to write his flyers.

Days passed, Angelatin would pluck out a feather at night and SOrita will sell it the very next day. The price of the feather went so high it reached 2000 dollars.

AT last,the angel had only one feather left. He was determine not to let the greedy and evil Sorita have this last feather and sell it.

Thus, he ran away. But, he could fly. EVen though he is an angel, he could no longer return to heaven anymore.

After a very long time, someone in a flowershop spoke about the angel.
He said that he found an angel lying dead in the forest nearby. The angel had wings but no feathers. Sorita was there too. Upon hearing this, she said carelessly: So? When i was five, i even rescued an angle and ask if i could marry him. when he left, i could see his huge wings spread out, snow white and full of beautiful feathers.."

The rest laughed at her because nobody believed what she said.

Sorita smiled faintly, her eyes flashed with a sense of reminiscence and clarity, just like the little girl's eyes, clear as water. But that was only for a split second.

" It's true.." She said in her heart.

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